“Hi, baby”- Diane cooed, running her hands thru Justin’s fine hair as he finally opened his eyes on the couch. She noticed that he was a bit sweaty and cooler, but his eyes were still droopy and his expression was still tired- “How was your nap, my love?”

“Hey, grandma”- he managed to say but got out a little groan. He was so peaceful in his sleep but felt destroyed as soon as his grandma’s hand caressed his warm cheeks. His whole body hurt and his stomach turned at every breath he took- “I don’t feel good, grandma”.

“Oh, love. I know, your fever subsided a little bit but it’s still high, baby boy”- she cooed, sitting down next to him as he raised his head to lay on her lap- “Is your belly still sore?”

“Yeah”- he moaned, curling up in a small ball and whining deeply- “Grandma, can you call mom?”

“Sure, my love. I’ll call her to come and see you, alright? But, first, we need to take care of you, okay?”- she whispered, as Justin looked up at her- “Let’s get you to your room, alright?”

Justin gave her a small nod, wanting nothing more than to lay on his bed and take another nap. They went upstairs and he fell on the bed again. Diane quickly sat on the very edge, rubbing his back soothingly as she started to explain to him what was about to happen:

“Baby, look, I need you to be a very good boy for me now and endure what’s about to happen, alright? I know you feel yucky, and that what we’ll do seems a bit frighting at first, but it’s going to make you feel much better, okay?”-she comforted, being careful with the words as Justin’s caramel eyes stared intensely trying to take in what she was saying- “Grandma’s going to fill your belly with medicine now, okay? We’ll do everything very slowly”.

“What?”- he asked, confused. Why was she being so careful with just giving him some medication?

“I’m going to give you an enema, my love. You remember how is it, right? I know you didn’t like it back when you were a little baby, but you’re all grown up now and it’ll be okay”- she said, and Justin’s heart raced. He thought that the thermometer and suppository were the very worst of his day until this.

“No, grandma. I’m not getting medicine that way! I don’t like it, please. I don’t need it!”- he whined, getting fussier with every second, but Diane decided to keep it gentle but firm to both comfort and demand him to do it.

“I know you’re scared, Justin, but it needs to be done. You’re no longer a baby to fuss, are you? It will make you feel better, sweetie”.

He swallowed hard and just nodded his head, burying his face in the pillow and groaning deeply when he heard her leaving his room and turning the bathroom lights on. Justin went right back to his childhood as he heard the water running and the pressure hitting the silicone bag. After the water stopped and he heard that some cabinets were being opened and closed, his grandma returned to the room, carrying a huge and almost bursting blue enema bag with her.

“Alright, baby boy”- she said when she came over to him, who was nervously lying down on the bed. She hung the bag on the headboard and began to caress him once again- “Do you want me to get grandpa to hold your hand, precious?”- but Justin just shook his head ‘no’. Just by looking at the long nozzle, he wanted to cry- “Alright, baby, this is going to be uncomfortable, but you know it’s for your own good. I need to insert this tube all the way into your bunny tail and I’m going to need you to hold as still as possible. You’re going to feel discomfort, but I need you to relax as best as you can, okay?”

“Grandma, I’m scared”- he whimpered but she just pulled him into another love-filled hug. She kissed his head and rubbed his baby face.

“I know it’s scary, my love. But it needs to be done, okay? I love you and you can tell me if it’s too uncomfortable. If you’re in pain, grandma will stop the flow and rub your belly. Don’t worry, dear. Remember, I’m not trying to hurt you. This is to help you feel better”.

Justin tried to believe what she was saying. He took a deep breath and tried to steady his nerves, but tears were already welling up in his eyes and even though he tried to swallow them back down, a warm one still ran down his feverish cheek.

Diane, noticing his distress and the panic on her grandson’s face, sat down beside him and ran her finger thru his soft blondish locks: “What’s wrong, Justin? Why are you crying, baby boy?”

“I don’t want an enema, grandma!”- Justin whimpered, his voice shaking.

“I know it’s scary, honey”- she said, placing a comforting hand on his boiling forehead, trying to soothe his high temperature- “But, it’s going to help you get over this yucky sickness, don’t you want it to go away? And it’s just me, baby. Grandma is going to be here the whole time, there’s no need to be scared. I love you and I’ll never do something to make you feel bad”.

He looked up at his grandmother feeling a little bit calmer. He knew that she always had a way of making things seem a bit less scary. He turned on his side and hugged a pillow as Diane slowly removed his pants and underwear all the way.

“Grandma, I’m cold”- he whined, but actually more embarrassed than cold. He was completely naked on the bed right now.

“I need to have full access to your bunny tail, love. And I can have your pants lowered because when you run to the bathroom, it can cause a bit of an accident, huh?”- she said, rubbing his baby white bottom- “But, do you want a long sleeve t-shirt?”

“Yeah”.

Diane went to his wardrobe, which she organized after she got all of his clothes out of that messy suitcase, and picked a simple white cashmere long-sleeved shirt. That would make him warm enough to be more comfortable but won’t overheat his body to worsen his fever. Justin sat on the bed and allowed her to guide his arms and head thru the shirt, immediately laying back down and being placed in the curl-up position for his enema. In the way he was placed, Justin’s buttocks were parted enough so Diane could see his tiny pink little anus between them.

“Look at this perfect little bunny tail”- she said, squirting some lube on her index finger and very gently touching the outside of his warm hole- “Just a little bit of gooey gel to make the tube go in easier, okay, love? Relax for grandma, you’re doing amazing”- she used her free hand to spread him a bit more, keeping her finger rubbing his anus in soft circular motions. Justin flinched a bit making his bottom contract when he moved his hips forward away from her touch, as Diane put a bit more pressure on her finger- “No, baby. Stay still and relax. Take some deep breaths”- but he couldn’t comply, he didn’t want her finger inside of him again- “Justin, you have to stop trying to get away, honey. Or, I’ll have to get your grandfather to hold you still”.

“Grandma, it hurts!”- he whined. She could see that his tushy was a bit irritated, probably from the suppository she gave him earlier that he complained was burning.

“No sense. You’re just scared, but you need to let me lube you up, otherwise, it will hurt when I insert the tube”- Justin wasn’t sure if she was trying to make him feel better, but he was absolutely frighted by now. He took a deep breath and Diane finally could feel him relax a little bit. She took the chance to, very slowly, push her finger just the slightest inside him, but soon, his anus clenched so tight around it that she could feel it pulsing to his heartbeats.

“Grandma!”- Justin was full-on crying by that moment, but Diane knew that she couldn’t take it out, so she just kept pressing her finger inside, and soon, the second knuckle went it, making her grandchild sob- “Grandma, ouch”.

“Shh, Justin. It’s okay. Relax your bunny tail and get used to my finger, love. It’s just grandma, it’s okay. Calm down, prince. It’s okay”- she soothed, starting a gentle massage inside to lose his bottom a little bit. Justin just buried his head in his pillow and cried harder until she, after what felt like an eternity, removed her finger from him.

Just as she was about to get the nozzle that was hanging by the bottle, she heard a small knock at the door, that wasn’t closed all the way. When she looked at it, she saw her husband peaking his head inside with a sympathetic smile.

“Hi, Bruce. You can come in, I’m just giving this poor baby a little enema”- she said, and Justin didn’t dare to remove his face from the pillow, but he let out another sob, this time, from shame. He didn’t want another man to see him so vulnerable, even it if was his grandpa.

“Oh, no. And why is my strong boy crying?”- Bruce said in a soft voice and after a moment, Justin felt the bed moving next to him, meaning that he was sitting by his curled-up body- “Huh? What made my boy so upset? Look at grandpa, buddy. It’s okay”- Bruce asked again, running his fingers thru Justin’s hair.

“He’s just scared and feeling yucky, isn’t it right, baby? - Diane said- “But, it will be over in no time at all”.

“You’re going to be alright, bud. You’re my strong boy and I’m here with you, okay?”- Bruce whispered when Justin’s sore teary eyes finally looked up at him. He held his grandpa’s hand firmly while he felt his cheeks being parted once again.

“Deep breaths, Justin. Grandma will push the tube in your bunny tail now”- he heard Diane say and squeezed Bruce’s hand tighter as he placed a gentle kiss on Justin’s sweaty forehead.

His grandmother placed the tip of the nozzle gently against his pink anus but steadily started to put on more pressure to make the soft material enter him. Justin almost choked as that long, much thicker than grandma’s finger, snake started to penetrate him deeply. It was going so deep that it felt like it would come out of his mouth at some point.

“Ouch, stop. Grandma, ouch”- he sobbed, trying to get away from that painful feeling but Diane held his hips still and continued to insert the tube up his bottom- “Grandma!!”- he begged but she chose to ignore his crying, even if it was hurting her probably more than it was hurting him.

“Shh, Justin. Calm down”- Bruce tried to comfort but Justin was inconsolable.

“It hurts, grandma”- he managed to get out between sobs, hot tears streaming down his face- “It hurts, ouch!”

Bruce’s heart broke to see him in such distress, but he couldn’t do anything about it, so he just rubbed Justin’s cheeks and held his hand tightly, soothing him in a gentle voice:

“Shh, just a little bit of pain, bud. I’m right here with you, you can do it. Aren’t you my strong boy? You’ll be just fine, just take some deep breaths and try to relax your bottom, it will help, darling”.

Justin tried to follow his grandfather’s instruction, taking slow, deep breaths and focusing on the sound of his soothing voice, but he could only really relax when Diane finally stopped pushing that enormous thing inside his sensitive little rectum.

“It’s all in, baby boy. You’re doing so good”- grandma said, rubbing his plump baby buttocks to let him get used to the tube a little bit- “I’m going to start the medicine now, okay love? I can stop when you feel your belly cramp up, just let me know. We’ll go very slowly, don’t be afraid. We’re only doing this because we love you so much”.

Justin heard the click and felt his anus become warmer. The sensation was weird, but he was sure that wasn’t any better than torture. It took him a second to start feeling waves of pressure building up in his rectum and belly. Diane moved him a little bit and he blushed when he figured that she could see his junk as she rubbed his stomach softly. Bruce kept holding his hand and whispering encouraging words to make him calmer.

It didn’t take long for him to start to get more uncomfortable and let out tiny whimpers between his cries. Diane felt him tensing up around the tube and gave him a soft kiss on the forehead:

“Bruce, can you rub his belly for me, please?”- she asked, and he agreed, gently taking her place in rubbing Justin’s soft skin in a gentle but firm motion. While he did it, Diane’s hand was placed on his bottom, starting a gentle massage there.

When Justin was a baby, she would always rub his butt to relax him, and he always seemed to love it. Of course, after a couple of years, he would never allow her to do it, but he didn’t complain when her hands were there. She looked at tubing coming out of his little pucker and how he was cute and vulnerable with those milky white cheeks opened for her. She massaged him slowly and even moved the tubing a bit to make him clench this tiny little rectum.

“Grandma, no more”- he cried and cried, moving a little as the cramps made him uncomfortable. It was a very big bag and he still had a lot to go so Diane knew he would struggle.

“Easy, baby boy. Your bunny tail needs to take more medicine, okay? But, grandma will stop the flow for a little bit. You’re doing great, Justin”.

She clocked the clamp off and kept on massaging his bottom as he cried. Justin felt a strong urge of pressure in his rectum. Diane felt him tensing up and gently placed her finger outside his rectum, next to the tube to seal his little pucker.

“Calm down, honey. If you let the medicine out, grandma will have to start your enema again”- she wouldn’t make him take more water, but she knew that the little threat would make him hold it all in “Can I start the water again?”

“No”- he screamed, still feeling so full and sore.

“Honey, you’re a little beyond halfway but there’s still a lot to go in. The more you take to take it, the more the cramps will hurt you”- Bruce said but Justin just kept on sobbing, shaking his head ‘no’, afraid that the pain would grow.

Diane looked defeated but wouldn’t let him get the win without taking his whole enema. She sat on the bed and gently pulled Justin over her lap, putting one leg over both of his so he would stay still.

“That’s my little baby”- she whispered, kissing his head and starting the water again- “Shh shh, grandma’s here. I know it hurts, but you’ll be okay, love. Shh shh”.

Justin’s cry didn’t subside one bit, but he did feel more comfortable over Diane’s lap. Suddenly, he liked being treated like a small child. Her body was warmer than the bed and how she was rubbing his bottom as he took the water even made him a bit drowsy.

But, after a couple of minutes, the pain returned, and it was harder to focus on relaxing. He was clenching his muscles as he felt like bursting, but the tightness made the cramps worse.

“Easy, love. Calm down, just a little more”- Diane soothed but Justin was in real pain.

“Grandma, it hurts too much. I have to go, please, let me up”- he panicked, tired already of that stupid enema.

“I know, baby boy”- she stopped the water once again and reached under him to rub his belly, that now, was round and even a tiny bit distended- “You’re almost done, love. Calm down, baby. You can do it”.

“Grandma”- he pleased- “It hurts, I need to go, please, please! It hurts, grandma. I can’t take it anymore, ouch. Ouch, ow!”.

“Darling, I think he’s had enough”- Bruce said but Diane didn’t listen and just opened the clamp again, making Justin scream as his stomach turned and burned.

“Justin, baby, you need to calm down and take it, honey. A little more and you’ll be all done, this enema is sized perfectly for your age and weight, so you need to take it all”- she said, slowly pushing the tube a bit deeper inside him.

By that moment, Justin couldn’t even protest anymore. He just laid there, let her rub him, and continued to cry his heart out. He surely had reached his limit, but he understood that his grandma wouldn’t stop. His whole tummy ached, and he felt worse than before. By the chills and shivering running thru his body, he was sure his fever was higher, and his body was weaker.

“There you go, all done”- Diane said after just a few minutes- “All done, baby. Good boy. Now, you just need to hold it in for not longer than 10 minutes so it can work, alright? I’ll leave this tube inside to help you hold the water, honey.”

Justin let out a shaky breath and looked up at his grandfather, who was beaming with prime:

“You did it, strong boy”- he exclaimed, patting him on the back- “You are so brave, buddy. I’m proud of you. Try to calm down a little, Justin. It’s almost over”.

Justin thought the pain would fade once the water was over, but it didn’t. He groaned and doubled over, clutching his abdomen, still butt up over his grandmother’s lap. The cramps were so intense it felt like a knife twisting inside of him and he couldn’t find any relief, so he just kept on crying.

“Oh, darling. It’s almost done”- Diane cooed- “Here, let me turn you over”- she said, helping him turn over on her arms, so now, he was laying his head on her chest, curled up as his stomach pointed up. Bruce laid a small blanket on his private area to make him a bit less exposed, and Diane rubbed his stomach to try and cease his sobbing a little bit.

“I want to go to the bathroom, grandma. Please”- he whimpered, feeling nauseous from the strong pressure on his stomach.

“5 more minutes, baby. You’re almost done”- she cooed, kissing his forehead and starting to rock him just a little bit, but nothing seemed to calm him down.

“I want momma”- he sobbed, moaning in pain as he moved to try and subside the feeling a little bit.

The pain was so bad that Justin could barely focus on what his grandmother was saying or his grandfather was trying to comfort him. All he knew was that he needed fast relief, which finally came.

“Alright, love. Get up slowly and take very few steps to the bathroom. I’ll remove the tubing when you’re seated”- Diane said, helping Justin stand. She steadied his shaking body, and they walked together as Bruce watched Justin doubled over and still crying in pain.

She placed him on the toiled and he raised his tushy a little bit for her to remove the nozzle.

“Take a deep breath and push out your bunny tail for me, love”- she whispered, trying to pull the blue tubing out of his red pucker, that was holding it tightly- “A little more, honey. We need to get the tubing out so you can go potty. Push more, baby, like your pooping!”

Finally, Justin’s anus became a little less tight and Diane managed to get the tube out of him, getting her hands wet as a bit of that soapy water came out.

“Okay, love. Go potty, I’ll stay here with you. You’re all done, now it’s just relief, okay? Keep taking some deep breaths and let it out slowly”.

Justin shed more tears as the cramps took a while to pass as he pooped. He stayed on the toilet for almost 30 minutes but when he finally wiped his bottom, he felt completely empty and pain-free. After washing his hands, Diane got him an underwear and guided him back to the bed to lie down.

He climbed into it and laid down on his stomach. He felt Diane’s hand rubbing his bottom and turned his head to look at the Vaseline and thermometer in her hand.

“Grandma, please. I’m so sore”- he tried to convince her, but she was already lubing it up.

“I know, love. This is the last thing, I promise”- she said, tucking his underwear down and exposing his tortured anus again, noticing it turned to a deep red color and it did look a bit irritated- “Relax, it’s just the thermometer”.

He felt the thermometer slide inside with ease but decided to just stay still and let her do it. He was exhausted and sore, his head hurt from crying too much and he was almost falling asleep. Diane rubbed his bottom as he closed his eyes and when she removed the small device from him, she heard him whimpering.

“Oh, this poor little sore bunny tail, just one suppository and you’ll be all done”- Justin was almost drifting off and was too tired to protest, but he whined when he felt that pill inside him, followed by Diane’s finger. Fortunately, she was quick about it- “There you go. Go to sleep, my angel. You’ll feel better when you wake up and your mommy will be already here. I love you”.

“Love you too, grandma”- he slurred, relaxing further when the lights were turned off and she left him alone. His rectum felt painful but he was so relaxed he even liked the empty feeling inside.